[Bliss:]
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Well I've been
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Running round this globe for a coupla spins now
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Grown from school days the outcast from the in crowd
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I keep my chin down as time flies and seasons vanish
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Hold the self belief to manage grip and seize my canvas
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Paint the color that connects with me and speaks my language
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Try to release my baggage be free to relieve the anguish
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When it's freezing cold feel the warmth between my toes of this earth I walk
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Creation is what feeds my soul
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It can ease the load climbing on the steepest road so I preach this ode to remind myself to keep control
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When it's all too much and I dive to free fall I try to center myself on the center of life's see-saw
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I crave the fun times the sunshine entices
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Of wandering temptation and unwind my vices
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From the drugs to the girls and the beers I'm drinking and remember what's at staking staring in the mirror thinking
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[Chorus:]
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Well I've been down this road before
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It's been one hell of a ride
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The challenge is to balance on that fine line
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Between the earth and sky
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And I will wait for the morning sun till the way is clear as day
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Well ok hallelujah
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Now watch me take the stage
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Oh a oh
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Oh a oh
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Oh a oh
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Oh a oh (eso) yeah
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It's the hunt for the high the people I've met the places I've seen (ohh)
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The stories I've told the forks in the road chasing my dream (woahh)
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On the brink stop and think I'm telling you dreams don't cost a thing I know we all die alone but I feel faith within that cosmic link
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I surf the starlight where every wish is worthy
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Only happy when you've got it often makes you miss the journey
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Coincide with chemistry
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Flow and ride my energy
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We'll grow our grass greener than that other side will ever be
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The man on the mic the rose on my drum kit
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Happy with my reflection even though I've done dumb shit
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And sometimes I think of stuff keen to get that instant rush
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Fiending for that pick me up that; s probably why I drink too much
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It's not the feeling of the high when you're running round
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It's the friends that you find when you're coming down
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From smooth sailing to foggy rocky roads I won't be faked by my reflection like that dog that dropped his bone
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[Chorus:]
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Well I've been down this road before
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It's been one hell of a ride
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The challenge is to balance on that fine line
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Between the earth and sky
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And I will wait for the morning sun till the way is clear as day
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Well ok hallelujah
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Now watch me take the stage
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Oh a oh
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Oh a oh
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Oh a oh
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Oh a oh
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Reflections
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| Bliss N Eso |
